Greetings, dear readers, I hope you all enjoy this submittal. This story contains paranormal and psychic erotica, if you are not open minded to such topics, read no further. Immense thanks to Bloodbaron62 for his stellar, impressive editings.. Please leave feedback and enjoy! Saphiria was a goth. She loved wearing the trappings of the culture – the blac...
"This looks stupid," Mirin said and pulled at her dress. She hadn't worn one since prom, ten years ago that night, but she chose it for that reason. "Couldn't agree more," her mother said, glancing back and forth from the tv. "Thanks, Mom," Mirin groaned. Anxiety swirled and coiled inside her guts, it turned her blood cold, even tamed her inexorable cock,...
I was 26 when I met him -- R. I was working as a lawyer -- I was doing pretty well; I had always been smart, and having a pretty face, nice manners and a good figure never hurt anyone either. I was no dummy, swept off my feet by a charmer. It was just that he was remarkable. Rich, handsome, easy manners; very casual but also very personal when he spoke to y...
It was several days since Ryan had taken Victoria, fucked her and made her his within his family's shed. She hadn't seen him since that day in the shed, and Gordon was oblivious to what had happened; Victoria had told her husband she had went to bed, and he had found her sleeping in their bed. The lie worked, and nothing happened until the weekend arrived. I...
Extramarital sex still requires for most of us 'normal' people silence and deception. In an interesting shift, in our more liberated societies such 'dishonesty' is now more strongly condemned than actually fucking somebody else. While it is a paradox, it is in porn that this 'moral' imperative of being truthful about our deviant behaviour is most strongly en...
Previous Choice: A thrilling adventure he had during his ten years out on the frontier. * Deckard pulled her close, enshrouding Corani in his duster coat. She seemed to enjoy the gesture, cuddling into his chest as she took deep, even breaths. An old story about his childhood would do no good here. He'd already told her most of the good ones, and the res...
My husband Glen was multi-tasking. Looking in the bathroom mirror and shaving as he fucked me from behind. Not as dangerous as it sounds because he uses an electric razor. I was naked and thoroughly enjoying myself -- apart from the cold marble against my tits. He was in no hurry and neither was I. I always marvel at how he gets almost instantly erect when I...
We met online, and as luck would have it, we lived in the same city. During our second chat, I invited Matilda out to dinner. She accepted, and we arranged to meet at The Old Federal the next evening. The Old Federal was a heritage-listed pub that had been tarted up to attract the well-heeled mob, who liked the adventure of slumming it on the edges of a rec...
Author's note: I originally intended this story to be Laurie and Michael's story, and although it is that - it has grown a bit more complicated than I planned, and so I am now a little worried that it is not really suitable for this site, having said that though here is chapter six, I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading me x. ***** Laurie sat and wat...
I. The streets were colored in the familiar hues of an early morning summer, the surrounding houses frozen in an aura of orange and yellow. How appropriate, I thought, considering my destination. More than any other day, it felt like life was on my side, showing me signs, pointing me in the right direction. Assuring me that I had made the right choice. I d...